Yesterday, after posting my last blog.I deleted my posts. I needed to let go of my past. I needed to delete those posts. Don't know why, but I JUST COULD NOT GO BACK TO THAT PLACE.
Well, I started a new book. It is a novella. I am trying to write something from my heart. Something that I and others can relate to. I am working on putting a lot of myself into my novel.
For example, the first character. The main character's mother. I have put a lot of traits that I have within her. The novella is not a science fiction novel, but it does contain spirituality.
I am not sure when this novel will finish, but i am excited. Every time I open the file, I feel as though this is a new beginning.
Well, I am going back to write more. Maybe this novel is practice for me to eventually write something really good. A novel that an agent will actually represent. A novel that a publisher will publish. A NOVEL THAT WILL BE A BEST SELLER.
Still working on not blaming God for my problems. It is difficult not to be thankful for what i have, because I am busy focusing on what i don't. I am trying. I really am. I would like to get to heaven someday. If everything else fails. My writing career, my life, at least I can look forward to heaven.
I am not getting married for certain. So, let's hope my writing career works out. I need money to support myself and this world is not free. And no, I am not being selfish God. I just want enough money to retire on. (If my writing career works out I will have enough money to get my hair down every month. And, i would not have to walk around looking like Medusa's twin sister.)
Alright, I am not going to bore anyone with my words.
Soon, I will post clips of my novella. When I get the rights most likely. Though, I doubt my work is such quality that anyone would want to steal. I am after all a complete work in progress. Down to my sowing.
Yea, I started sowing. It's bad. So bad, what I sow looks good. No. Its looks like chicken scratch. If something can look like chicken scratch. At least it's not ratchety (don't think that's a word). So, I am guessing that's a start.
Though there are times I enjoy....look I am babbling on. 'Cept I can, cause no one's listening.
Well, I started a new book. It is a novella. I am trying to write something from my heart. Something that I and others can relate to. I am working on putting a lot of myself into my novel.
For example, the first character. The main character's mother. I have put a lot of traits that I have within her. The novella is not a science fiction novel, but it does contain spirituality.
I am not sure when this novel will finish, but i am excited. Every time I open the file, I feel as though this is a new beginning.
Well, I am going back to write more. Maybe this novel is practice for me to eventually write something really good. A novel that an agent will actually represent. A novel that a publisher will publish. A NOVEL THAT WILL BE A BEST SELLER.
Still working on not blaming God for my problems. It is difficult not to be thankful for what i have, because I am busy focusing on what i don't. I am trying. I really am. I would like to get to heaven someday. If everything else fails. My writing career, my life, at least I can look forward to heaven.
I am not getting married for certain. So, let's hope my writing career works out. I need money to support myself and this world is not free. And no, I am not being selfish God. I just want enough money to retire on. (If my writing career works out I will have enough money to get my hair down every month. And, i would not have to walk around looking like Medusa's twin sister.)
Alright, I am not going to bore anyone with my words.
Soon, I will post clips of my novella. When I get the rights most likely. Though, I doubt my work is such quality that anyone would want to steal. I am after all a complete work in progress. Down to my sowing.
Yea, I started sowing. It's bad. So bad, what I sow looks good. No. Its looks like chicken scratch. If something can look like chicken scratch. At least it's not ratchety (don't think that's a word). So, I am guessing that's a start.
Though there are times I enjoy....look I am babbling on. 'Cept I can, cause no one's listening.
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